Ashes to Ashes

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
a dark weird writing of sorrow and pain

Submitted: February 09, 2008

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Submitted: February 09, 2008



not a sound can be heard
not even the quickened pace i have begun echos
where am i , why can i not breath
suffocating is upon me 

nothing is there, nothing at all
i can feel nothing in front of my sweat dripping palms
waving around, violently thrashing
but nothing is felt 

i attempt to scream, to shrill, to shreik
nothing but an intense burning and swelling
my throat and chest set a blaze
the pain intolearble
but nothingness is there 

wake up, wake up, WAKE UP
but my eyes are already open,,,
they wont close, why wont they close
the pain, the sting
feels like water flowing down my face
feels wrong, what is this
not water, nor tears
what s happening

eyes fixed open
chest torn apart
throat swelled shut
all is on fire
all enraged

sitting in the unholy and forsaken void
i realize
i understand 

i have ripped the lids from these eyes
so i may see the pain and suffering i have caused
so i may see others that i pain 

i have pierced this chest and torn out this heart
to show how cold and lifeless it is now that its dead
so it once again never misleads those in which it cared for so much

i have stiched these lips together with rusted wire 
so not to mutter any excuse or screech in defense
so i may never apologize and that i will always wallow in guilt 

i have intensified this flame
so i may suffer in pain and anguish
as so it will be nothingness,
 not even ash

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